Wolf Princess

The wind blew gently in her long crimson and raven hair as she sat under a large tree clutching a leather book

he could only stare from a distance as she smiled, she looked up at him with violet eyes that held curiosity in them

he felt his breath hitch in his throat, the way the sun shined on her delicate olive toned skin made his heart burst with fire

as he stared back at her, slowly she stood up dusting off her red dress and smiled at him but soon frowned as a large white wolf came to her

the wold growled at the man and looked at the girl expectantly with a glare, he felt his heart drop when he realized who the girl was....that beautiful

creature was the daughter of the wolf king, he fell in love with his enemy's daughter, he loved her but there she was a rare beauty 

the only daughter, the wolf princess.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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